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... st my suffocating life. The Omega House stood at the edge of town, its weathered exterior hiding the warmth within. It wasn’t much—peeling paint, creaky floorboards, and windows that whistled when the wind blew—but it was sanctuary for the lowest-ranking members of our pack hierarchy.
Today, as always, I took comfort in the simple rhythm of my chores. There was something soothing about sweeping the worn wooden floors, replacing the wilted flowers with fresh ones from the market, and scru ...
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